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[color=#ff7f00]Location:[/color] Hotel Valhalla: Floor 12
[color=#ff7f00]Skill:[/color] Longbow
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[color=#ff7f00]"Ah, finally my exterior would match my interior."[/color] Dalisy knew she was cold-hearted. Her measuring stick was her other-selves. As long as she wasn't out there committing mass murder and enslaving people she figured she was good. Besides she was already dead. If she went deader there was no more afterlife. It wasn't like she had to worry about the great Christian God anymore. 

When Arnora pulled Lara into the boat Dalisy considered pushing Lara back into the water. She hated the daughter of Tyr. Lara wasn't special in that sense. She scowled slightly, looking forward again with her longbow prepared to shoot any dangers they could not avoid. Before them were some logs and other such detritus. Nothing that Arnora couldn't avoid.